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Time flies, time flies like a shuttle, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the Red Moon Sea, on a deserted island, there are dozens of red sea snake corpses scattered on the beach.

These red sea snakes lay scattered on the beach, and the sea washed ashore, washing away a lot of blood.

After a while, a group of huge blue monster shrimps surfaced. One of the blue monster shrimps was thirty feet in size and had eyes the size of copper bells. This was a second-tier middle-grade monster shrimp.

More than 20 blue demon shrimps moved towards the beach, their speed was very fast, and when they got to the red sea snake, they opened their mouths to bite.

At this moment, countless yellow mists suddenly appeared, and a pale yellow light curtain suddenly appeared, covering dozens of blue demon shrimps.

The dozen or so blue demon shrimps were not covered by the yellow light curtain, they hurriedly rushed towards the way they came, very fast.

There was a muffled sound of "boom" from the ground, and two huge yellow crocodiles suddenly emerged from the ground, opened their **** mouths, revealing a row of sharp teeth, each biting at a blue demon shrimp.

These two monster shrimps are only first-order, and their defenses are not strong. The two yellow crocodiles easily bit their shells, and they struggled violently, their bodies swaying non-stop.

The other blue monster shrimp rushed towards the sea, trying to escape back into the sea.

An astonishing high temperature hit, and a dozen giant fireballs the size of a water tank fell from the sky, hitting a dozen blue monster shrimp accurately.

Boom!

A series of explosions sounded, and the billowing flames enveloped more than a dozen blue monster shrimp.

Under a coconut tree not far away, there was a flash of inspiration, and ten immortal cultivators appeared. All of them had a pattern of red lotus flowers on their clothes. They were Wang Qingling's group.

Wang Qingling is already on the seventh floor of the foundation building, and Wang Qingjun is also on the seventh floor of the foundation building, but in terms of strength, Wang Qingling's strength is still higher than Wang Qingjun's.

Four foundation builders and six qi refiners formed a team of monster hunters.

With a flick of Wang Qingling's wrist, a large group of golden-spotted flaming insects flew out from the spirit beast beads and turned into a two-foot-long red flying fork. The surface was covered with a layer of red flames, and aggressively attacked more than a dozen blue monster shrimps. .

Wang Qingqi sacrificed two red flying eagle puppet beasts, each spewing a thick red flame, hitting the blue demon shrimp.

Boom!

The roar continued, the fire soared, and the flames enveloped more than a dozen blue demon shrimp, and they made a miserable cry.

A red flying fork wrapped in flames flew over, pierced the body of a blue demon shrimp, and stabbed it on the beach.

A dozen thick beams of light hit the blue monster shrimp, piercing through their bodies.

At the same time, inside the yellow light curtain, a large yellow boulder suddenly appeared high in the sky, fell quickly, and smashed the blue demon shrimp into meat patties. The water arrow hit the yellow light curtain.

The yellow boulders seemed to be endless, constantly appearing in the yellow light curtain, and slammed on the blue demon shrimp.

It wasn't over yet. Sharp soil stabs burst out of the soil and pierced through the body of the blue monster shrimp.

A whine sounded, and dozens of blue monster shrimp were pressed against their bodies by dense yellow boulders, their flesh was blurred, and some blue monster shrimp did not die. Turning over the yellow boulders on his body was of no use.

A dazzling yellow light suddenly appeared high in the sky, turned into hundreds of yellow boulders, and smashed down quickly.

Hundreds of yellow boulders smashed on him, but no blue monster survived.

At this time, Wang Qingling and Wang Qingqi also dealt with the dozen or so first-order monster shrimp.

They removed the formation and dealt with the corpses of the monsters.

"There are other immortal cultivators coming over, be careful."

Wang Qingling reminded, with a solemn expression.

The most dangerous thing in hunting monsters is not monsters, but other immortal practitioners.

Wang Qingling and others have been killed several times, but they are not opponents of Wang Qingling and others.

A cyan light appeared in the sky and flew towards them quickly.

It didn't take long for the cyan escape light to stop, and a cyan flying boat appeared. There were more than 20 immortal cultivators standing on it, headed by a round-faced man in his early thirties, who built the foundation on the eighth floor.

Eight people build foundations, and fifteen people refine Qi, and their overall strength is much stronger than Wang Qingling and others.

"Fellow Daoists, what advice do you have?"

Wang Qingling smiled and asked seriously.

The round-faced man saw the red lotus pattern on Wang Qingling's clothes, and then saw two yellow crocodiles nibbling on the blue monster shrimp. He seemed to have thought of something, and with a sincere smile on his face, he said, "No advice, Fairy Wang. , we're just passing by, sorry to bother you."

The round-faced man pinched the magic trick, and the blue flying boat shone brightly and flew towards the distance.

"Hey, you left so soon? I thought there was going to be a fierce battle!"

Wang Qingling said with a light smile.

Wang Qingqi and Wang Qingjun looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Ten sisters, they probably recognized you. When it comes to Fairy Bailing, few people don't know about it."

A certain time, Wang Qingling and others encountered a group of evil cultivators. The other party had nine foundation builders and fifteen qi refiners. Wang Qingling released spirit beasts, insects, spirit birds, and one person killed three foundation builders. The Wang family was killed and injured many people. , All the bloodthirsty locusts raised by Wang Qingling were wiped out.

A team of monster hunters passed by and witnessed the whole process. After this incident spread, Wang Qingling was awarded the title of a Bailing Fairy.

Wang Qingling gained a lot of fame with the spirit beasts, spirits, insects, spirits and birds she raised, and immortal cultivators with a little discernment dared not attack her.

"Fairy Bailing? If only I had domesticated a hundred kinds of spirit beasts, hurry up and deal with the corpses of the beasts and return to the Red Lotus Island. If you really meet a master, they won't be scared away by a false name."

After disposing of the monster's body, Wang Qingling released a cyan flying boat, carrying all the clansmen towards Red Lotus Island.

Donghuang, Bailingmen.

Wang Changxue was lying on the bed, her head was full of white hair and her face was wrinkled, she was on the verge of dying.

Su Cheng passed away two years ago, and Wang Changxue is about the same.

Wang Qingkai and a man in a green shirt stood aside~www.readwn.com~Guangdong Ren stood aside with a slightly sad expression.

Guangdong Ren has already cultivated to the ninth level of forming pills. It stands to reason that he is an elder of the teacher's sect, so he doesn't need to appear here. However, in the early years, he chose to help Ye Tong to form pills instead of helping Su Cheng. Guangdong Ren felt ashamed.

"Nephew Wang, I sent someone to the South China Sea, but I didn't find Bingbing, don't worry, this old man will take good care of Yuren."

Su Yuren is Wang Changxue's youngest son and Su Bingbing's younger brother.

"Aunt Changxue, don't worry! I will also take good care of Yuren's cousin."

Wang Qingkai agreed.

Wang Changxue nodded in relief, and said, "Yuren, if your sister comes back, let her practice hard. As long as she and you are fine, your father and I will be relieved."

"Mother, baby, you know, don't say it, you can rest well!"

The man in the blue shirt knelt down and choked.

After Wang Changxue heard this, she slowly closed her eyes.

Su Yuren howled and cried, looking very sad.

Guangdong Ren sighed lightly and said, "Yu Ren, I will send someone to take care of the funeral of Wang Shi's nephew."

"Yes! Cousin Yuren, you don't have to be too sad."

Wang Qingkai patted Su Yuren on the shoulder and comforted.

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